Going Retro

It's funny to think how style changes over time and how everything seems to have a natural cycle. There's a time when it's in fashion and the latest thing that everyone simply must have and then it gets put aside for the next craze or fad. It lies forgotten and neglected but never quite thrown out until one day it becomes cool again. I'm not talking flares or even eighties style leg warmers here. This is way cooler. CNG who never ceases to amaze me with his stash of vintage style paraphernalia has done it again.
I have the most delightful knitting bag. It was made for me in my favourite colours by another very generous blogger as part of a swap. But sometimes because I am driven by some OCD lurking in my brain to carry at least three projects around with me, I need smaller bags to go inside my Mary Poppins style knitting bag which holds so many treasures I often can't locate the one I'm after although several other lost and needed items might just surface. I was using good old Glad plastic bags, because they're cheap and see through and well I had them in the house. Had I spent my seven weeks off work being productive and not sitting and staring into space then I might have had other options. Ahhh well time gone is time gone.
So there I am merrily knitting away out of my highly desired plastic bag, when CNG looks and shakes his head. Then he disappears and comes back with.... drumroll please for such is required at this point.


It was love at first sight. How could it be otherwise. It was just so retro and cool and perfect. Of course it was his mother's knitting bag and I feel especially honoured to be using it. For me it's like being given an engagement ring.


A quick peek inside and you will see that it didn't take long for some of my WIP to make their way into the bag.

Here we have three of my works, there are a couple of others gathering dust forlornly in an bag but I refuse to think about them right now. They will get done. I'm just not saying when. The browm on my favourite needles is a sleeveless vest for CNG, he asked for this one, colour and style although it has taken many weeks longer than he would have liked for it to be finished. The purple was a feather and fan dress for me. I say was because just after taking the photo I realised that the thing was twisted. I'm sure you can imagine the horror I felt upon my discovery. For a moment I tried to convince myself that it wasn't twisted and all would be well. It didn't work so after 2 hours and 45 minutes of work ( I don't know whether to thank my ipod knitting app for that information or smash it) I had to frog back to the start. The third piece on Bamboo needles is a black jumper for me. I'm adapting the pattern to suit me, so I hope it won't end up being frogged as well.